In the blink of an eye, su Mianmian was already more than eight months pregnant.
The weather was getting colder and colder, and su Mianmian almost didn't go out of the room.
The walk that the doctor had instructed them to take would only be around the house.
Even if su Mianmian wanted to go out, Huo ting didn't agree.
He stared at her very closely, wishing that she was always in his line of sight.
The weather was a little gloomy that day. People sitting in the room could even hear the whimpering of the wind outside, as if the wind could break the glass windows.
Su Mianmian and Huo ting were sitting in the small living room and having afternoon tea, staring at each other.
"Master, there's a guest." The Black Butler said.
Huo ting's brows frowned subconsciously and he wanted the Black Butler to drive him away.
No one would come to his house to look for him. In that case, they must have come to look for su Mianmian.
